Parox-Amore

Monday, December 11, 2006

Version 2

In the crashing waves oflove-sick sleepwhere all the stars divelike nocturnal sea birds to meet the sand,my heart echoes through tear-salted waters"be with me, always."Your eyes lift to mine,praying the same unspokenthoughts that mine incant.I taste you, fleeting,lightning on my tongue and lipsbefore dawn slides betweenus, waking the world.My wishes are sung on the moon'sdeparting lipsas the sun rises to kiss yours.